I know that it seems like I am always taking pictures of my almost 3 year old little girl...okay it doesn't seem...I am, literally taking pics of my little girl all the time! I also blog about her quite often because basically, she is my constant companion when I am not at work! Her world is wholly centered around me and what I can offer her in a day to amuse and entertain her!
Which is completely scary right?
With DCar...he's chill...I almost forgot he was around or existed when I was a stay at home Mom...okay not true...but I was trying to get your extremely smart brains to really get the difference of my two children...
DCar=chill, easy-going, NO terrible two's, 99% happy, and has always been able to entertain himself!
PeePs=fast to anger, frustration, yet fast to happy, content...screams when she doesn't get her way...makes up excuses of why she screams, "DCar touched my arm and now my belly hurts!" She can sleep longer than any bear during hibernation...nasty when she wakes up...yet she cuddles and says,"Mom, I wuv you" more than my husband and DCar put together!!! She like to got shopping and loves to try on every shoe available to her at her height range...yet will scream bloody murder if you try and move her away from said shoes...
Which is completely scary right?
With DCar...he's chill...I almost forgot he was around or existed when I was a stay at home Mom...okay not true...but I was trying to get your extremely smart brains to really get the difference of my two children...
DCar=chill, easy-going, NO terrible two's, 99% happy, and has always been able to entertain himself!
PeePs=fast to anger, frustration, yet fast to happy, content...screams when she doesn't get her way...makes up excuses of why she screams, "DCar touched my arm and now my belly hurts!" She can sleep longer than any bear during hibernation...nasty when she wakes up...yet she cuddles and says,"Mom, I wuv you" more than my husband and DCar put together!!! She like to got shopping and loves to try on every shoe available to her at her height range...yet will scream bloody murder if you try and move her away from said shoes...
(sidenote: people have stared at me while I have hefted her up and over my shoulder or into the basket to continue shopping...I'm surprised I haven't been called in for stealing a child, or that PeePs hasn't caught on to the fact that she can yell, "Don't take Me" and instantly someone Good Samaritan will save the day...Heaven Save Me if she EVER figures that one out!)
I'll give her credit and say that she DOES find creative ways to entertain herself...all of which end up making me get off my bum to clean it up or help her with this or that...it's tough let me tell ya, especially when I am trying to work on my short stories (soon to be posted here on this blog for all of you to be my critics!!!)
So to say the least...the girl puts me through an emotional rollercoaster...where one minute I am wanting to rip my hair out, bury myself in my huge mound of laundry, and curl into a ball to sleep away my years of breeding and raising children...to...feeling over joyed for the very fact that she brings layers to my life, makes me laugh out loud, and I can't help but feel extremely blessed that she chose me or I chose her to be her guardian and earthly example...
With all of this said....
Here is my PeePs...playing with her Dad in the water, showing off her slight flexibility and loving the attention of her most favorite person! She is happy...she is content...she is enjoying life.
Then we get out of the pool..."It's time to go PeePs, we have to get home..."
I'll give her credit and say that she DOES find creative ways to entertain herself...all of which end up making me get off my bum to clean it up or help her with this or that...it's tough let me tell ya, especially when I am trying to work on my short stories (soon to be posted here on this blog for all of you to be my critics!!!)
So to say the least...the girl puts me through an emotional rollercoaster...where one minute I am wanting to rip my hair out, bury myself in my huge mound of laundry, and curl into a ball to sleep away my years of breeding and raising children...to...feeling over joyed for the very fact that she brings layers to my life, makes me laugh out loud, and I can't help but feel extremely blessed that she chose me or I chose her to be her guardian and earthly example...
With all of this said....
Here is my PeePs...playing with her Dad in the water, showing off her slight flexibility and loving the attention of her most favorite person! She is happy...she is content...she is enjoying life.
Then we get out of the pool..."It's time to go PeePs, we have to get home..."
(I had innocently thought that my legs didn't need sunscreen, even though they are whiter then an albino's. What could be so harmful as 20 little minutes on front and back? It's like child labor on your brain...with time--fall, winter, and spring--my mind forgets that I burn REALLY easily...I was burned, toasted, fried...and it was already showing...which meant; get home pronto, rub aloe vera in skin for hours, take a shower, then repeat aloe vera rub, until sting and burn goes away...I.HAD.TO.GET.HOME)
PeePs decides, after we pull her out of the water and drag her to where our stuff was, that her "belwee hurts"...she can't leave.
PeePs decides, after we pull her out of the water and drag her to where our stuff was, that her "belwee hurts"...she can't leave.
See her agony...how can I not let her stay you say? Hmmm...watch and learn people...watch and learn...don't let the dramatics fool you. PeePs is extremely good at her dramatics, their believable to the naked eye, but I have caught on to her rythmn--I know the trick to pull her out of her achingly, painful, and tortuous belly ache...let me repeat...watch, LISTEN, and learn...
"Hey PeePs, we are going to Wendy's to get a vanilla frosty, but only happy smiling faces, with no belly aches get one...DCar do you think PeePs will be able to get a COLD Vanilla Frosty with us? I don't know DCar, she says she has a belly ache..."
And Voi-la ladies and gentleman...she is healed...
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